HAPPY FATHER'S DAY 2011: From Taita to his Dad, Gilbert Sr.!

My dad was more than a dad, he was my best friend, my confidant, my big brother , my everything and my life ! The day he died I died with him. I could never live in Big Spring again because this is the town where he died bodily; I know and feel his presence in San Francisco! Many would argue and say I'm crazy, insane, and just outright disillusioned but its o.k. just remember when my dad died a part of me died too, guess that explains why I feel and sense him nearby!

Love you dad and thanks for never leaving me spiritually! Your son " the professor" Taita